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_o my Leonora when that mystic change has been worked which has been predestined for countless ages and which shall come as sure as fate, then on another continent kindred to thine yet strange, even in the land of the railways that thy shares are in, Thou and I, the Magician and the Novice, the Celebrated Wizard of the West and his Accomplished Pupil Mademoiselle Leonore will make a tour that shall drag in the dollars by the hatful. NOW COME!'_ CHAPTER XIII. THE PERILOUS PATH. Forth we rushed into the darkness, through the streaming deluge of that tropic clime. For the seraphic frenzy had now come upon the mage in good earnest, and all the Thought-reader burned in his dusky eyes. We presented, indeed, a strange spectacle, for the mage, in his silvery swathings, held Leonora by the hands, and Leonora held me, as we raced through the gloom. In any other city our aspect and demeanour had excited attention and claimed the interference of the authorities. In Berlin Uhlans would have charged us, in Paris grape-shot would have ploughed through our ranks. _Here_ they deemed we were but of the sacred race of Thought-readers, who, by a custom of the strange people, are permitted to run at random through the streets and even to enter private houses. We were not even followed, in our headlong career, by a crowd, for the public had ceased to interest itself in frenzied research for hidden pins or concealed cigarettes. After a frantic chase Jambres (late 'the Mage') paused, breathless, in front of a building of portentous proportions. How it chanced I have never been able to understand, but, as I am a living and honourable woman, this hall had the characteristics of ancient Egyptian architecture, and that (miraculous as it may appear) in perfect preservation. There are the hypostyle halls, the two Osirid pillars--colossal figures of strange gods, in coloured relief--there is the great blue scarab, the cartouche, the _pschent_, the _pschutt_, and all that we admire in the Rameseum of the Ancient Empire. But all was silent, all was deserted; the vast adamantine portals were closed. J
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